looking for snow too warm for flakes no frozen lakes but for rain dreaming of a white Christmas sincere in the sheer serenity the horn of plenty the doe and the deer aren’t as cold this time of year the season coming up reticent give thanks to be a part of history in a story…
words of beauty bluebirds on the sill the moon round and full awake at dawn coming about in a storm wether the weather wet as tears streaming your face gleaming you harness the energy that keeps you well above sea level looking for an ocean to swim in through a heartfelt heaven east of Eden…
november eve as passing through winds sweeping dreams to bring up themes of bluest hue from darkest passions to hurl a yellow moon amid a deep blue sky hints of fuchsia catch my eye as sleepy pink sands sink softly –just under a shutter– sealed in thunder royal band of blue ocean and sea-foams’ biting…
sleek silky Penny truth humbling in the face of beauty it is a duty to suit you in jeans or a Mr Neds tuxedo feeling silly pretty neato she checks to balance the bills and wastes no time with frills needing a lift she’ll eat a ham sandwich for thrills the censored meat when her…
the riverbanks take in water lapping slowly the rapids rolling fishing boats are trolling for bluefish in the ocean as clouds in sky pass by the bright of sun is stolen rain drops drip upon the lips waiting for a train newspapers fold as it gets cold the moon begins to wane the streets are…
she walks onstage shaking dark sparkly the rhythm to her blues beneficent a tribute to her parents her silent prayer before the night grows old she wishes to share if only they were there sometimes it is as if she hasn’t a care in the world yet life stays with you the same feelings since…
shut-ins can’t help themselves from helping themselves a storm forewarned Dave Brubeck on the stereo furry slippers teri-cloth robe Bloody Mary tobbasco raw egg chilly in here hot flash take off the teri-cloth robe kick off those furry slippers sinking in sweat in the city yet there’s a breeze coming in from a window facing…
she leads me to clear thinking always in truth in waves upon the bay that catch a glimpse of how she’s feeling, in sickness and in health she is brave for it is in her giving patience her time her love working towards a goal to brainstorm as surmise to judge the best way to…
a rare black deep sea pearl in an emerald sea you watched over us when we were barely in our twenties in the 1970’s with flames of fortune attuned to the key that unlocked the mysteries of life as we knew it as to imagine in elegance just to glance at you! wild Irish rose…
I sought you out far away star please don’t forget to forgive my heart from a moonless truth tho we are not side by side you amaze me lover of liberty humor dark strangely I cling to you my Geogia peach seeing you soon seems out of reach you’re my sweetheart friendship for keeps the…